It is a
word I prefer to use when talking about music, clothing, or when referring to a
decorating style.
But
instead it is an adjective that describes me right now. Funk. I am in a funk.
It is a
pretty rare emotion for me.
I have
my reasons. They are not anything valid or worthy. Ever had that happen to you?
I have
been watching people around me experience the opposite emotion of a funk and
experience the emotion of excitement. And I
want to be there. I really do. But, I
am not.
My
brain knows they are just emotions. My brain knows that God has something in
these days for me. But that does not allow me shake my funk….blah, blah, blah!
I am
finding smiles in the little things… a love note from my husband, a surprise
treat from a co-worker, the opportunity to share my passion, the ability to buy
my daughter her first ballet shoes, and Bible reading time with my kids.
God
meets me in those places. And tonight our family Bible time was a blessing. We typically read a character driven story but on this night I opened the children's Bible to something too sweet to pass by. We
read this:
Psalm
23 (MSG)
God, my
shepherd! I don't need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
you let me catch my breath
and send me in the right direction.
Even when the way goes through
Death Valley,
I'm not afraid
when you walk at my side.
Your trusty shepherd's crook
makes me feel secure.
You serve me a six-course dinner
right in front of my enemies.
You revive my drooping head;
my cup brims with blessing.
Your beauty and love chase after me
every day of my life.
I'm back home in the house of God
for the rest of my life.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
you let me catch my breath
and send me in the right direction.
Even when the way goes through
Death Valley,
I'm not afraid
when you walk at my side.
Your trusty shepherd's crook
makes me feel secure.
You serve me a six-course dinner
right in front of my enemies.
You revive my drooping head;
my cup brims with blessing.
Your beauty and love chase after me
every day of my life.
I'm back home in the house of God
for the rest of my life.
Sometimes you just need the comfort of a familiar scripture
to refill your cup. I needed it.
I needed it. I am praying one of you needs it
too.
If you
find yourself in a funky funk place right now I would love to keep you in
my prayers. You can emailcravings@gmail.com .
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